Solitary Rock

Solitary rock on a stormy day in Namadgi National Park

I walk through the field towards a solitary rock. The sheep regard me with contempt. I suspect that the rock marks an important site. There’s nothing to indicate that this is so, except for a feeling within me. I stand toe to toe with the modest monolith. The feeling intensifies. I KNOW that this rock … Continue reading Solitary Rock

Strange Way of Reading

Road cut showing the geological history of the land

The man walks up to the open book, pressing his nose to the leaves. He smells it, scratches it, and even tastes it. It’s not a book of paper and leather, but it has quite the story to tell. The man adjusts his glasses, straightens his beard, flicks his suspenders and goes in for another … Continue reading Strange Way of Reading